Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Tea Time





Tonight I find myself in slippers, sweatpants and I'm holding a cup of this tea in my cold hands.

Love it.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Eye Candy





One of our other favorite stops in Estes Park is this glass-blowing studio. There is usually an artist working there whenever we visit, so we always enjoy asking lots of questions. They have an amazing talent, and their medium is so different than fabric, paint or other art mediums I am more familiar with, that it is almost hard to comprehend.




I also have to say that in the five years we have been there, none of us has broken a thing.


Sunday, September 28, 2008

"Hot bathtub"




We had a hot tub at our cabin this year, and James, my dad and I spent many hours in the tub, developing plans for a new health care system and fixing the economy while enjoying the stars overhead and the music of the nearby creek. (Although our pure environment was somewhat tainted by cigar smoke and the smell of scotch.) Aidan also wanted in on the fun, and he is now a confirmed hot tub enthusiast. He is at "Kitty Grandma's" this weekend so I can sew, and we had to pack his trunks so he could enjoy her "hot bathtub."

As far as productivity this weekend, that might be another blog post, another day.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Boys will be boys


Amazing, isn't it?




Even the smallest patch of snow can inspire a snowball fight!



Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Fresh air, anyone?








One thing I love about mountains, is that when you climb high enough - up above the tree line - the air suddenly is dry and and so fresh you can almost taste it, like it is a breath from heaven. I love that feeling.






We always drive up Trail Ridge when we go to Estes Park because the view is amazing. You never know what you are going to find when you start the upward journey. Last June when we were out there the mountain was almost blizzard-like, and they were closing the road behind us on the way back down. This year was the first time we have ever been there and had perfectly blue skies. They didn't last long, by the time we headed down the rains were already rolling in, but for that brief time, when we were on top of the world, all we could see was brilliant blue sky and perfect, fluffy white clouds.









Tuesday, September 23, 2008

More

I love going to the mountains. We have been going to Colorado with my parents every year since they moved to Nebraska. Our first year I was pregnant, and it was fun because my parents and James pretty much deferred to me regarding all the food choices. I haven't been quite as lucky on more recent trips.



It is also fun to look back at our pictures and see how much Aidan has changed. Our second time there he was only 5 months old, but after hanging out with us adults for three meals a day every day, he went on strike and decided he only wanted big people food. No more bottles, no baby food, if it didn't look like what we had, he didn't want it! He is still stubborn like that, and he still loves to eat!



We also see, as we look back at the pictures that my hair color is different every year, sometimes it is even two colors per trip! (I'd rather make a mess at someone else's house.) Now.... this is not something I am proud of, and you would think after my first experience with hair color I would have stopped. But - I am proud to say I am blond this year, for the first time in 5 years, so maybe the lessons are finally starting to sink in. For some reason I usually think "road trip = hair dye," and I often end up regretting my decisions later. Last year my stupidity cost me tons of money, as I had to have my hair stripped, recolored, and hacked off. It makes me sad to even think about it.... but lesson learned. Box colors only work on virgin hair, which I haven't had for years. (there you go - another confession!)



And, if you look back at our photos from the past 5 years, you will see James wearing the same clothes every year. Orange shirt, grey jacket, every year, without fail. His sense of style is absolutely timeless. :) (The shirt really is the best, I found it at a second-hand store for $10.00, and it has been on every single trip we have taken since then.)



My parents? They still look about the same. A few more greys, but otherwise, not much has changed. This fact gives me great hope! Although looking at this years pictures I think I already have as many wrinkles as my mom does.









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Monday, September 22, 2008

We're home!


We pulled in late this afternoon and we have been so busy. Even though I left the house perfectly clean, there is always so much to do when you arrive home again. We had piles of laundry to wash, mail to sort, yard work to do, neighbors to catch up with, and I had a little boy with lots of energy to run out after a long car ride! I should be running around too, I slept almost the whole entire trip home! (James and I had a little role reversal this trip.)


I have lots of pictures to share, but I will spread them out over the next few days. The week ahead looks rather busy, so I need to get as much mileage out of the photos as I can!


And for those of you who asked, yes, I did get the job. They called me right away with an offer, and now we are just sorting out details. I am so excited. And I found a lovely blouse and sweater in my closet that was given to me by Jane on my birthday, (complete with accessories.) so the clothing crisis was averted as well.



Helping Grandpa load up the Jeep. This trip we heard a lot of, "I want to be with the boys." Aidan even thought James and my Dad should sit in the back with him and my mom and I should drive! Like thats ever going to happen.


Outside our cabin. There was reported to be a lot of bear activity as well, but we didn't see any.

Heading out for dinner.

Yummy Pizza!

Helping Grandpa pick out some tunes.

Playing the Arcade games. We eat at this pizza place every year, and every year my parents stomp James and I at Foosball. I am embarrassed to even have to write that.

I also have to say that I think someone has Grandpa wrapped around his finger. Those two sure are cute together.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

I could cook you


the most amazing meal, rivaling anything you would see in a recent Food & Wine issue. But I cannot, no matter how hard I try, cook a frozen pizza. I burn them every time.


There.


Now you know another one of my dark secrets.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Not such a hit....


Last week I thought we would try some new veggies at the Farmer's Market. One of the vendors was passing out some samples of pan-fried butternut squash. Yum. They cubed it, then sauteed it in olive oil, and added fresh salt and pepper to taste. It kind of reminded me of yucca, a root vegetable I ate in South America. I thought for sure Aidan would love it, but I was very wrong. I even tried to pass it off as orange potatoes, but he wasn't buying my line.


One table I walked by had this massive basket of rainbow colored stalks with big, green leaves. The colors were beautiful, and the farmer assured me I would love my swiss chard sauteed and served with salmon, or in a quiche. The colors were so beautiful and vibrant I envisioned myself planting it all around my yard next year, but........ gross. I did not like it one bit, so I couldn't torture Aidan with it either. Thankfully, James eats everything.


I also was able to cross some Christmas gifts off my list... and that is all I will say about that, or I will give myself away.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Wright Week

This week our friends, Josh and Megan Wright, had a cute little baby girl. We spent a couple evenings over there, and one day Aidan and I took Izzy and Ephram to the Minnesota Children's Museum. We had a pretty good morning - I was a little nervous as I am used to one, and so the thought of traipsing three kids through downtown St.Paul and keeping them content and occupied for half a day seemed a little daunting. A few hours, tantrums and mishaps later I am happy to say I never once threw up my hands and said, "They aren't my kids!" I am not sure that I am quite ready to upgrade to three at this point, but we did have lots of fun, and I am glad we could hang out that morning.